My Libyan friend was stopped by the police for no reason yesterday, becoming another statistic.

17:53

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I might start blogging again. It would just be cruel not to when I lead such an exciting life.

For instance, it's imperative that I tell you how I keep thinking about pie, probably from too much Weebl and Bob. Mmmm onion pie.

You know that saying about life being a bowl of cherries? Well what does it mean when you find a maggot in them, as I did this morning?

14:42

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